My eyes have closed
Heavy weights resting on them
I think of you on my way to sleep
I remember the way your fingers
Gently caressed
Smoothing my hair
And the feel of your body
So close to mine
Looking into your eyes
As you spoke to me
I can still hear the way
Your voice sounded
Like liquid velvet
So soothing to my ears
I am taken back to that first kiss
That perfect kiss in the parking lot
After lunch in front of everyone
My knees still go weak
All my emotions tangled up
In the sweetness of your lips
It seems like a lifetime ago
So far away
And I am left longing
For the taste of your
Electric kisses
How I miss the closeness of you
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Written December 31st, 2004
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Excellent!
WOW!
I loved:
Like liquid velvet
So soothing to my ears
And:
That perfect kiss in the parking lot
WOW, I really really liked this. not only could I completely identify with it (I myself had an electric kiss in parking lot that I wont forget) but I can feel that longing too. Very well done, thank you for penning this!
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Well you titled this one perfectly
One can feel the longing in this piece...and maybe even be reminded when love was like this once upon a time... when hearts melt, knees go weak and you just can't wait to see them again... such a sweet and touching write... fills the heart with smiles
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Replaying of the things that were
in mind seek to create
A longing for the love that was
and the touch of that first date
A dimming of fresh new taste
as the days do pass from view
But still can sense your presence strong
Even tho now gone is you
Hugs...Eddy
Love can never go backwards only forward. Always progressing
and when we refuse to move along with it and try to hold on to only the good fragment we seem to hold in our mings, it moves on leaving us standing alone and wondering why. -
This is very pretty. It seems a little sad like you dont have this person anymore. Stacey
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outstanding
Damn--I felt that--a very descriptive narrative-one of the best around--Henry would be proud--keep 'em commin' -
I wish that love wasn't so elusive. It should be like the air we breathe..all around us everywhere.
Sad poem, nicely written. I wish you the best in life and love.
<3 Maureen
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memories inflate mammaries, and tiny buds burst into pink nubs begging touch, and warm wet trickles as the hooded pink iris peeks out and longs to be plucked and tasted, and so many places cry for affection, direction, even now my own parts rise like ivy looking to cling...lovely poem...as always...Artis
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Where did you find your lovely background? -
This was finely penned, my dear.
I could FEEL your longing, your memories rushing through, your ache for this man described here in this poem.
I love the way you wrote it. It read at a wonderful pace, and there were no points where I had to slow down at all to figure out your wording. The words were smooth, and as sensual as the message.
I think we have all experienced that incredible longing whilest lying in bed alone, wondering, remembering. ::sigh::
I have a few poems about it too, but nothing that compares to the beauty of this
I hope you are well. Don't hesitate to IM me anytime, or if you have MSN or AIM? <3
Edited on Dec 31, 1:17 p.m. because ''.
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